At a far simpler and less dramatic level, I have chosen to allow sometimes surprisingly deep connections to develop quickly as I travel, knowing full well that I will experience actual pain when the time comes for us to go our separate ways after minutes or hours or days or weeks or moths or years or decades. To be free to connect, to love, I need to be free to let them go. I say that with such ease and mess it up too often -- mostly without anyone's awareness but mine.
This is it exactly. The fleeting but important connections and subsequent letting go bring me to a place where I get to decide what to keep. And what to leave behind.
I’ve learned that the love was mine when I showed up. Mine to take when I go.
Thanks Peter. Awaiting our someday in person meeting with great anticipation.
Perhaps the essence of what we seek lies not in the giving, but in the gentle acceptance of what already is. Your narrative holds a mirror to the profound act of existing, where each breath, each moment, is a testament to your own unwavering presence.
It will happen sometime!
I’m counting on it!
At a far simpler and less dramatic level, I have chosen to allow sometimes surprisingly deep connections to develop quickly as I travel, knowing full well that I will experience actual pain when the time comes for us to go our separate ways after minutes or hours or days or weeks or moths or years or decades. To be free to connect, to love, I need to be free to let them go. I say that with such ease and mess it up too often -- mostly without anyone's awareness but mine.
This is it exactly. The fleeting but important connections and subsequent letting go bring me to a place where I get to decide what to keep. And what to leave behind.
I’ve learned that the love was mine when I showed up. Mine to take when I go.
Thanks Peter. Awaiting our someday in person meeting with great anticipation.
Wow wow wow. You get to keep the gifts? You mean it?
These words are stunning.
Promise 💜
Beautiful. There is no teacher more astute than unrequited love.
Perhaps the essence of what we seek lies not in the giving, but in the gentle acceptance of what already is. Your narrative holds a mirror to the profound act of existing, where each breath, each moment, is a testament to your own unwavering presence.
Stunningly beautiful. As always.
Thank you Katrina- you’re unfailingly kind 🤍